Kent and Lady Azela casually strolled through the busy streets of the Central Region of Pyris City.
Looking at the expression on Lady Azela’s face, it was clear that she was in shock. Part of the reason was the fact that Kent was holding her hand as if they had known each other for years.
Initially, she didn’t know what Kent was after.
He had only suggested they discuss the Soul Puppet Refining Technique when they left the restaurant.
However, along the way, Kent simply took her hand, and despite her strength, now sitting at the Spirit King stage, she felt as though breaking from his hold would be impossible.
This only added to her second shock, which was the fact that they had passed by dozens of people searching for her, yet none of them even gave her a second glance.
This made her wonder if she was indeed invisible to them.
Kent rely laughed in his head when he saw her behaving so strangely.
’After cultivating the Faceless Art, I learned a few things and managed to apply them in my soul universe.’ Kent smiled, pride written all over his face.
Initially, he never knew he could suppress soone’s cultivation like that. However, after learning the Faceless Art and stealing five faces, he realised sothing.
The cultivation bases of those he killed were mimicked in the transformation to the point that not even gods could see through it.
However, despite having their cultivation bases, Kent realised he couldn’t utilise them as he should.
He is but a re Core formation brat, if my miracle he manages to transform into soone with a Spirit King cultivation, Kent realises he can’t use it. People will see him as a Spirit King, but to him, he is rely at the core formation stage.
This ant that aside from having the cultivation base, his body could only handle his own cultivation.
Thanks to this discovery, he managed to learn a small portion of how it truly worked and applied that to Lady Azela’s cultivation.
He rely linked her cultivation base to his soul universe and then transferred the cultivation base of one of the identities he had stolen to her.
This ant that at the mont, she was drawing her spiritual energy from Kent’s soul universe. In a way, the current her was rely a construct Kent had created from his soul universe.
As for her appearance, Kent had again learned a small portion of how the transformation worked in the Faceless Art and recreated it for her.
"If you start to feel any discomfort on your skin, let know," Kent said, and Lady Azela nodded. In her mind, she was looking at the Transfer Channel 65,000 km away from them.
That was where they were headed, and also where the highest surveillance was.
If they managed to enter the Transfer Channel safely, within seventeen hours, they would arrive on Planet Aerithyne, the fifth-ranked Pill World.
She couldn’t wait to be off-world so she could breathe.
"So what kind of cultivation thod does your Heaven’s Eye Sect practice?" Kent asked, curious to learn sothing about her.
Walking in silence wasn’t sothing he planned on doing.
Lady Azela hesitated for a mont, but she sighed and began to speak. "My sect cultivates the Heavenly Fates, with most emphasis placed on the Heavenly Fate Eye.
It essentially ans we comprehend the three fates, and by harnessing the power of the heavens, we open our eyes to the mysteries of fate.
Our combat power isn’t in any way weaker, but our main strength cos from creating restrictions that go against the soul and mind. We have so strong footing there."
Kent nodded. "So is the Heavenly Fate Eye the cultivation thod you all cultivate?"
"Sothing like that. Not all disciples cultivate the Heavenly Fate Eye. Most venture into the art of Soul and Fate, cultivating sothing we call the Spirit Eye.
So individuals pursue the Mind and Fate path, ultimately cultivating the Mind of Fate, while the last group follows the Body of Fate.
These three divisions simply exist to guide one on which path to take."
"Sounds well-structured," Kent nodded, feeling that this path wasn’t too bad. After all, having the ability to read one’s fate is sothing many would kill for.
During his quest to rise above the Sword King stage in his past life as Jest, he had t soone who possessed a form of cultivation that allowed him to read fate.
Back then, Jest didn’t know if sothing like that was even real, but he humoured the man. The man claid he could read his fate.
The result of that interaction left the man utterly terrified to the point that he ran away before Jest even got to hear what the reading was.
He ultimately ruled that the man was a scamr.
"So what path are you walking?" Kent’s Enchanted Eyes didn’t see that far into her, so he was curious.
"I am on the Path of the Soul Spirit Eye."
"Then can you read my fate?" Kent wasn’t even done with his question when Lady Azela suddenly stopped in her tracks.
That was naturally a mistake.
"Hey, watch where you’re going!" sobody shouted.
"Ladies of today. Just from a re holding of hands, you think you’re on top of the world!"
Kent quickly led her away before more people could descend on them like they did to him yesterday.
"I cannot read your fate," Lady Azela said, though there was a hint of fear in her eyes. She had tried to read Kent’s fate when they first t in the restaurant.
However, even before she began, she sensed a great danger hovering over her, forcing her to retreat imdiately.
She had learned long ago that so people simply could not be read. Their fate was unique, and as such, attempting even the slightest curiosity could lead to a karmic backlash—one strong enough to blind her Heavenly Fate Eye forever.
"Too bad. I wanted to know where my fate leads," Kent sighed, but he didn’t dwell on the topic. He knew nothing about fate, so he had no reason to dive into it now.
Sotis curiosity kills, and he certainly wasn’t ready to step into sothing that delicate.
"Once we get to Planet Aerithyne, call your mother. I want to have a conversation with her about that man currently waiting for her to co out of the sect."
"What do you plan on telling her?" Lady Azela asked, her face filled with curiosity.
"It is a conversation that will happen between your mother and , so don’t worry," Kent laughed, but didn’t say much more.
Lady Azela also chose not to dwell on that topic. It took them five hours to walk to their destination. As they approached the location, they sensed a powerful presence wash over them for a split second.
The two acted as if they had sensed nothing and joined the line without a word. There were hundreds of people waiting to head to Planet Aerithyne, so they blended in.
One hour later, it was their turn.
"I want to see so ID," the one in charge demanded, and Kent produced the badge that Pill Monarch Nefeli had given him. When the man saw it, his expression changed.
"I didn’t know the young master would be going off-world today," the man said, now wearing a flattering smile.
Kent furrowed his brow when he heard the man refer to him as young master. However, before he could ask any questions, the man called soone over.
"Young master, this is one of the best attendants. She will ensure you and the Young Miss have a pleasant trip to Planet Aerithyne," the man said with a smile. "Just follow her."
Kent nodded, while Lady Azela wondered just what Kent’s true identity was.
"Your na is?" Kent asked the man.
"This humble servant is called Daniel. If the young master needs anything, he may ask."
"Daniel, huh. I will rember this na."
With that, he and Lady Azela followed the attendant while Daniel smiled happily.
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